The South western news. (Dawson, GA.) 188?-1889, 1887-07-13

eyes.
Dodo trembled. She had made
him her hero undoubtedly; but in
that instant her whole being re-
coiled from him. Why, she could
not have explained; she only knew
she was aroused somehow to a true
knowledge of her own feelings. -
He had charmed her tancies for
the moment, perhaps, but no love
sweet and would ever
thrill her soul for him.
4 ought to have gone before, he
continued, uneasilY, as if he were
dreading some reproach from Dodo
herself. But / was hardly pre-
sentoble with a pulled and purple
bruise decorating goodly half of
my eountenance. And my desti-
nation is nearer than you guessed,
Dodo amy dear little girl, you
and / are to meet again, and, l
trust, often
Dodo noticed the uneasiness of
his tones, his entire changed ex
preston, and with sudden,
quick instinct, she grasped the
truth
You are-are-Mr LestrangeY
she gasped, with a strange look in
her big brown eyes. You are
my cousin, 0rcta's promised hus,
band.
He bowed in a manner so con.
scious and embarrassed that all
Dodo's honest little soul arose to
hot Indignation against him.
He was no longer a hero in her
sight, He was an insincere, shall
low trifer, who had amused him.
self with her simple bushes at his
practiced flattery.
Such sublime audacity, such
consummate falsity, stunned her.
With look of whitening scorn
she turned and left him in utter
disgust.
Il pity Greta, cross and selfish as
she is Dodo thought, as she went
slowly up the steps of the old yell
low stone mansion.
As she entered the pleasant fam
lily sitting room Greta pressed rude
Iy and sullenly past her and trip
ped up the stairs.
Mrs. Grey was weeping almost
convulsively in her invalid chair
before the fire.
What has happened, aunty?'
the girl queried, anxiously and al
fectionately.
Dodo was sincerely attached to
her invalid aunt, whose trials had,
indeed, been many and grievous.
1t is that mortgage, was the
piteous answer. There is to be an
immediate foreclosure. We shall
be absolutely homeless; there won't
be 500 left after the sale. Idon't
care for myself, nor so much on
Greta's acccunt--she can earn her
own living if she chooses but
there are the poor children--Tom~
my and Willy! What will become
Of them?'
Dodo sto ped and kissed her
aunt in gentle sympathy, but she
was silent.
'Dodo, | can't ask you to do
that might make you un>
happy the weeping woman re-,
sumed, 'and it seems cruel to re.
mind you that / have been like a
mother to you. But, my dear, if
you only would consider everything
and then decide to do what |
would like. And David is waiting
for You, dear. He is in the par,
lor now.'
Dodo's pretty face flushed with
a sudden sense of her own lack of
feeling for others. She had not
considered everything as she might
have done-that was certain.
Mrs. Grey had indeed been like
a mother to her. In her orphaned
and penniless childhood she had
been taken into the family as one
of their own. She had shared and
shared alike with them in every.
thing; no hint of her dependence
had ever been permitted to pain
her. Even the selfish and some.
times dsagreeable Greta had treat
ed her entirely as sister. And
when the dear, kind uncle left
them she pourned him as one who
had been to her like an induIgent
father.
The flush had vanished from her
pretty cheeks; her face was pale